EVE’S POV “Felix, slow down!” I called, nearly jogging to keep up.He suddenly stopped, yanked his hand away from mine, and turned on me.His chest rose and fell rapidly. One hand raked through his hair in frustration before he looked at me—and for a split second, I genuinely flinched.His eyes. They weren’t just angry.They were hurt.“Why, Eve?”I blinked. “I don’t understand—”“Why didn’t you tell me?!” His voice cracked. “Why didn’t you say anything about what Morgana did to you? About how Kelvin treated you?! You let them humiliate you—and you just took it!”I opened my mouth, but he wasn’t finished.“And what’s worse—worse, Eve—is that you actually responded when he sent you to get him coffee. Like you were… his servant or something!”“Felix, I just thought—”“That it would be nice?!” His tone cut sharp. “That’s bullshit, Eve. That wasn’t kindness. That was submission. And that’s not you. That’s not the woman I—”He stopped himself, jaw tightening.“If Priscilla hadn’t told me,
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